Having your first proper shit after diarrhoea is amazing.
You relax on the toilet, with that safe feeling where you know the door is locked and no-one can interrupt you til you're done. It's your right as someone on the toilet; you can take as long as you need, so long as you're not taking the piss like reading a book or something. The last traces of fever run through your legs and arms, with a few strange thoughts flashing quickly through your head. And when you finish, there's no surer, more wonderful sign that the illness has passed than being able to make shit that isn't liquid.
In other news, the book's coming on - big news very soon, very excited. Been designing some cover artwork for it, plus the first part will have 11 chapters, which is more than I wanted, but that's how it goes. Watch this space.